TAYO Literary Magazine excerpts YZ Chin's THOUGH I GET HOME

WHEN STARBUCKS FINALLY CAME TO TAIPING, THAT CONFUSED PLACE WITH THE INFRASTRUCTURE OF A SMALL TOWN AND THE POPULATION SIZE OF A CITY, K. FELT THAT SHE COULD NOW BETTER DECIDE WHETHER TO LEAVE H.

All over Taiping there was a festive mood that hung fog-like around the surrounding mountains. At the brand-new Starbucks store a long queue of people spilled onto the street. They took turns holding the front door open as the line advanced. Air-conditioning poured out of the open door.

Looking at her reflection in the glass storefront, K. thought about the arrival of McDonald’s years ago, the last time Taiping had been this excited. H. and K. had gone there on their first date, riding on the wave of exhilaration and feeling rather grand. They were young enough for McDonald’s to be swanky. Or perhaps it was not their age but where they grew up that made McDonald’s swanky; she didn’t know.

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